I shot an arrow into the air,
It fell to earth I knew not where;
For so swiftly it flew the sight,
Could not follow it in its flight.
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I breathed a song into the air,
It fell to earth I knew not where;
For who has the sight so keen and strong,
That can follow the flight of a song.
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Long,long afterwards in an oak,
I found the arrow still unbroke;
And the song, from beginning to end,
I found again in the heart of a friend.